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Written by John T. Fuller (When the Music Stops) and Richard Rider (the Stockholm Syndrome trilogy and Captured Shadows), The Trojan Project is a collection of twelve original stories of gay romance.

A couple move into a new home with that unsettling feeling of being watched; a young man who rescues an antique mannequin from a skip gets more than he bargained for; a lonely campsite worker finally gets up the courage to make a move on the man he admires; an over-privileged student gets more than the standard treatment when he’s recruited into a secret society; Andersen, Rimbaud and Verlaine as you’ve never seen them before – plus fairies, vampires, rockstars, and a surprise appearance from Pip Valentine.

From historical to horror, poetry to porn, there’s something to whet every appetite.

We just hope that you like sausage.

In paperback, ePub and mobi! The distribution process is chugging along so it’ll be available on Amazon and various other sites within the next few days as well.

Special release day discount: ebooks will be 99p for the next 24 hours, so grab the sausage while it’s hot :P

We’d love to know what you think, so come and talk to us on Twitter @JohnTFuller and @knightrrrider, or leave a review on Goodreads.

John’s mentioned in a blog post that he’s made his novella When the Music Stops free for a couple of days in celebration of its one-year anniversary. It’s available in various formats on Lulu, so if you’re into morally-dubious, beautifully written historical romance (why wouldn’t you be?!) then I can’t recommend it enough:

“Archer tries not to think of his own state of purity, physically unsullied, yet now spiritually beyond redemption, his thoughts plagued by lithe limbs and brilliant blue eyes. Doctor Archer has never really understood women, nor has he ever had time for courtship; this is a sacrifice he has willingly made for his career. He thought – believed – for most of his adult life that his vocation was to tend the sick of mind. Romance was a frivolity, carnal urges something he successfully sublimated, resisting the drive to spoil himself. Now, in the overbearing loneliness of his 4am bed he touches himself in secret, panting and hungry and stunned by shame”